mind vacations |
i lust for a sinfully sweet ice cube to cool my tongue right now - just a tinge of golden pineapple splash, mind you, with a hint of maraschino for kicks. i wish i could wrap a pareo around nothing bu...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 00:26:00 GMT |
the art of listening |
I have come to realize, by experience, that the best gift one can give another human being is their undivided attention. The art of listening is a wonderful thing especially when it comes from th...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 20:56:00 GMT |
in his court |
When I was three C brought a cat home for me. A beige scraggly thing that was just weeks old. Gorgeous kitten - much more so now in my memories than I ever thought as a preschooler.&...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 23:54:00 GMT |
orbit |
"Cause a man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man."
The holiday season has come and gone and it always has me thinking of family -- where they are, how they are, what they me...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jan 2006 01:41:00 GMT |
hangin' loose |
Through the years I've seen a hand gesture given that always seemed to connote something positive - where the pinky and thumb are extended and the middle three fingers curled, with the gesturer shakin...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Nov 2005 23:49:00 GMT |
Hallow greetings |
it's october 28th on this side of the world - all souls' day is just around the corner...and it also is time for a raucous halloween weekend for me, my first since arriving from the islands jetlagged ...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 21:03:00 GMT |
so little yet so much |
It is so difficult to raise children in this time and age. Some parents try to solve this by loading children with material things. Surprisingly kids get conditioned to associate possessions with ...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Jan 2005 22:34:00 GMT |
my hues to yours |
I am
yellow streak of sunlight
Creeping into cracks on the blinds
Drop by drop of warm passion
Spraying cheeks with radiance
I am
indigo shadow
Hiding behind masks of darkness
Tipto...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Nov 2004 17:34:00 GMT |
missing grannie |
i miss waking up to the smell of my grandmothers brewed coffee in the morning. she makes the best brewed coffee in my part of the region since her coffeebeans she handpicks from our farm and roasts it...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Oct 2004 21:50:00 GMT |
for my saviour |
I'm writing this for a brother I love dearly. I'm not strong enough to shield him from his life's troubles but I try my best to cushion the pain he goes through everyday and wish my love is enough to ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Sep 2004 21:46:00 GMT |
